Chapter 1553: NO.168: He is really too dedicated
NO. 168: He is really too dedicated.
Just as people hope that a student's duty is to study, everyone is certain that a horse girl's duty should be to run, and everything else is impure, just like the past Aimu Zhiji and the present Senlinbaoxue.
Indeed, putting the two together is somewhat biased.
Because the past Aimu Zhiji was continuously consuming her own HP limit, no matter what, it's a self-destructive act not to be emulated, while the present Senlinbaoxue obviously burns more MP than HP, the result of fiercely struggling at the edge of dreams and succeeding, which is clearly the support of professionals offering advice.
Having such a person around at least ensures the other won't burn out too early.
And according to Ailisuzhi, the fact that she hasn't shown any presence for a long time is unclear whether it indicates she's still in special training or a signal of resting and recuperating.
Aomo thought it would be the latter.
But it's also hard to rule out the former.
Anyway, just as he would move Suzi's training to the beta training field, as the race approaches, everyone's training is kept hidden if possible, trying to max out smoke bombs before the race and then whip up something nasty from the smoke.
It sounds very much like a sports manga.
It seems as if one could pull off some super special training in the last two weeks and instantly master some cool skill.
Usually, that's not very realistic.
Because only the Triple Goddess system's source energy arts are allowed on the field, and although the Triple Goddess system's skills all have some light effects, they are also very homogeneous, literally just light effects.
At most it just gives you a difference in color, though this also gives players room to play rock-paper-scissors—do you want to guess whether my orange light, the same as everyone's, is a basic or advanced skill?
But as the Gaoyue Prize is the most intense stage of clueless newcomers pecking at each other, there's no need to consider this advanced battlefield issue.
After all, there's a general consensus in the training world to first build the basics, that is, to first raise the numbers.
Under this trend, everyone's career start is spent training strength, intellect, body, will, and speed; as for skills……
Don't mention skills.
Don't go on about those flashy things! We prove ourselves with numbers!
So when you browse the history of horse racing and look at the Gaoyue Prize process, you'll occasionally see someone with innate stats crushing contemporaries like the Power Strategist and Swift Warrior, but you'll never see a few skill-rich, flashy magic kings.
Because these Triple Goddess skills differ from most of Terra's source energy system, even if one had a source energy cultivation foundation before starting a career, just having one or two more than contemporaries counts as a win.
In this situation, there will still be such trainers—those who treat the new skill learned by cramming before the race as a trump card.
But frankly, that temporarily grasped skill is indeed less intuitive in speed-boosting efficiency than raising numbers; it merely adds a bit of operational leeway—letting you choose when to briefly speed up.
Trainers who choose this tactic tend to have a bit of the confidence of a micro-management master.
Either they trust their own judgment of rhythm, or they trust their subordinate horse girl's grasp of rhythm, but it often turns out contrary to expectation.
Planning and practice are always two different things; that's why everyone's stereotypical impression of the conditions for winning the Chrysanthemum Prize is extreme planning and perfect execution.
But for a young girl just entering the Gaoyue Prize, that's not realistic.
Even the few horse girls under Aomo Lindun's command each have a unique talent in this regard, with their own understanding of timing.
He also didn't think of immediately monetizing that talent.
Good judgment is one thing; whether it can be perfectly executed depends on experience and the breaking-in of actual running.
This takes time, and what's most lacking right now is time.
So everyone's secret training mostly serves to conceal training point gains.
Or simply rest and meditate, adjust pre-race condition, hoping to unleash innate skills in one go on the field.
——This is the coolest skill horse girls have: freely displaying a scenery unique to oneself, also capable of explosive power growth, but it's usually mastered from the moment they first step onto the field.
Afterward, there is also advanced liberation, allowing room for perfection.
Even to comprehending a completely new scenery, holding a ceremony before the Three Goddesses to inscribe it.
But whether it's advanced liberation or a completely new innate skill, it usually means a new insight, an improvement related to experience.
And those students who have just challenged the Gaoyue Prize mostly don't have such an opportunity—rather, the very process of entering the Classic Triple Crown is them contacting a brand-new, grandiose, widely watched world and accumulating experience there.
Regardless of the outcome, the process of challenging the Classic Triple Crown will become a supplement for them to enter the next stage, whether that stage is good or bad.
But that's getting off track.
Right now, Aomo is still standing on this field, with four young ladies in front and three ladies behind.
A little sweat appeared on his forehead, feeling his earlier description was unfair; it should actually be called seven ladies altogether.
Suzi: "How did you actually come? Don't you have work to do?"
Qianming: "Oh dear, at least I signed up for the August Dream Cup midway; regardless of passing or not, I still need to move my body, doctors even support it!"
Aizhi: "President, did you delegate the work to the Air Tank Vice President?"
Lu Dao Fu: "Hmm, the air tank is fine, and since we decided to compete, we definitely need to keep a running state, but now we're focusing on you, and we'll give you a field challenge."
Chazuo: "Bai Ren senior… are you really going to do this?"
Bai Ren: "No matter what, we shouldn't just watch; the trainer helped me make some changes yesterday, and I also hope to test it here."
Chazuo: "…Well, if you insist on doing this, I'll accompany you."
……
Frankly, at this moment he is not the center of the topic; merely two groups are talking past him, he could easily step out of this encirclement-like stance, but his intuition hopes he won't move his feet.
And listening to their conversation also gives him a strange feeling.
Perhaps it's not an illusion……
That hearing it like a normal conversation seems to have another layer of meaning, making everything here full of gunpowder.
A horrifying conjecture only lacking solid proof is gradually forming in his mind; he doesn't want it to go that way, but he also feels that otherwise it would be hard to explain the two groups' abrupt confrontation.
It can't be that he just missed a few days and missed their remarkably coincidental simultaneous triggering of respective contradictions.
But at this very moment, the Sirius most suitable as a reference is absent, causing him to feel a torment like 'a dull knife cutting flesh is not as good as giving a quick death'.
However, just as he was thinking that, it finally turned out to be a case of his wish coming true.
"How come everyone's here? Want to run together? Then why not add me?"
A low, arrogant voice, the woman with a white shooting star on her forehead approached, pulling everyone's gaze at once and letting Aomo breathe a sigh of relief.
Sorry to interrupt, and also pause for a moment.
In this brief moment of relief, he did not choose to stay silent; instead, he immediately raised his hand, pulling everyone's attention back again.
Before you begin the race, I need to urgently broadcast information about a contestant.
Horse girls should focus on running, especially now that the race is imminent; they truly should not be distracted by matters outside the race.
The trainer's job is to ensure this, creating an ideal environment in which the horse girls can devote themselves wholeheartedly to running.
——Aomo, who has always upheld this principle, is precisely the one who dares to take that risk to regain control of the situation's flow.
End of Chapter
